Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85

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"Fuck it," Dominic cursed. "I’ve missed you," he breathed, and before Celeste could take a breath, he pulled her into himself, sealing their lips in a kiss that felt like a breaking point.

It wasn’t a tender kiss. It was possession, and the kiss was that possessive because he’d been starving for too long and she was the only thing left in the world worth tasting. His hand slid to the back of her neck, holding her still as though afraid she might vanish if he let go.

Celeste gasped when he lifted her effortlessly, her body fitting against his as though it had never belonged anywhere else. He settled her on his lap, his grip firm on her hips, as he dragged her closer until the air between them disappeared.

"Dominic—" she started, breathless.

"Don’t," he cut in, his voice low and dangerous, as if speaking would shatter the fragile, desperate thing between them. His eyes locked on hers, molten and unblinking, until she felt stripped bare.

Her pulse pounded when he leaned in, stopping just short of her lips. For a moment, neither of them moved. Only their ragged breathing filled the space. Then, with a deep, guttural sound, he pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes like he was trying to burn her into memory.

"I’m not letting you go again," he murmured, almost like a threat. His hands roamed, slow and deliberate, mapping out every inch of her like he was reclaiming stolen territory.

He loved her feminine hygiene so much. He wanted to scoop her juice from her pussy, and slip himself deep into her. He could already feel how wet she was for him, but he would take her down slowly.

Celeste’s nails dug into his shoulders, her head tipping back as his mouth traced a rough, heated path along her jaw. The weight of him, the heat, and the tension wound so tight it was almost painful. It was all consuming, especially with her throat itching to take him whole.

Her mouth formed an ’o’ as a small moan escaped her lips as his lips lingered around her whole neck slowly.

Dominic’s grip tightened. "Say you’ve missed me," he demanded against her skin, his voice gravelly.

She couldn’t answer. She felt so hot down there, and she knew that he knew. Her hands framed his face, dragging his gaze back to hers.

She didn’t kiss him right away; instead, she leaned in so close their lips barely brushed, staring into his eyes until she saw the restraint in him start to splinter. And then, softly, and unexpectedly, she laughed.

It wasn’t a mocking laugh, but a breathless one. Almost disbelieving, before she finally pressed her lips to his again, slow and lingering, letting him drown in it.

She never thought he’d one day be the one to lose restraint physically before her. She deepened the kiss, grounding herself on him, and moving her waist in a rhythm.

She dug her nails deeper into him, and Dominic reached for the hem of her shirt. Celeste reached for his hand, and stopped him.

She shook her head playfully. "I’m taking back every kiss I haven’t received for the past few days before I let you touch me," she smiled, staring at him so innocently, yet seductively.

Dominic swallowed, and nodded helplessly.

His fingers slid up to her jaw, tilting her head the way he wanted, his eyes holding her in place. "Don’t make me wait too much."

Celeste’s pulse thundered in her ears. His scent curled through her head, as his heat sank into her bones.

His hand traveled down her side, slow but purposeful, until it gripped her hip and pulled her sharply against him. The motion stole her breath; the hard line of him was unmistakable.

"You feel that?" His voice was dark silk against her ear. "That’s what you do to me. Still wanna make me wait?"

Her fingers curled into his shirt.

Holding his gaze, she slowly, and deliberately climbed off him, and stood straight. Still holding his gaze, she submissively knelt before him, and blinked at him.

Dominic’s body throbbed.

Celeste’s lips parted slowly. She slowly ran her tongue across her lower lips, and swallowed.

Dominic pressed both of his hands on the tub seat, to steady himself for support. Celeste reached for his suit pants.

She undid his belt with quick ease, using just a hand. Dominic threw his head back in anticipation, and she used her free hand to hold his neck, and made him hold her gaze.

Dominic chuckled. His eyes dropped to her tender hands holding his neck with so much dominance. He dropped a kiss on her wrist, and held her gaze as she requested.

Celeste smiled up at him. Dominic drew in a sharp exhale when her palm brought his hot groin out of his briefs.

"I need this hand," she said softly, her voice almost like a moan. She took her hand off his neck, and held his groin with both hands.

Dominic drew in a sharp exhale, but didn’t shut his eyes. Celeste placed one hand under his balls, and licked the tip of his dick.

He was already licking some precum. She straightened a bit, and pressed the tip of his dick on her bare chest, allowing the juice already escaping on her chest.

Dominic chuckled.

Celeste smiled, and slid his dick downwards. She held his gaze as she played with him. Dominic grew hotter, and drew in a sharp breath.

Celeste applied pressure on his balls, and took him into her mouth. Dominic clenched his jaw, and fisted his hand into her hair, unable to look away. She had ordered his eyes fixed on her.

Celeste took her time, and sucked him really hard. With each pressure she applied, Dominic’s hold on her hair tightened.

Celeste didn’t stop. She followed a rhythm, and applied less pleasure each time she felt him coming, to keep him going.

Dominic trembled. He clenched his teeth when she refused him to cum for the third time. He recognised the game she was playing, and refused to beg.

Celeste smiled, going on with the challenge. Her arms were already weak, and tears left the corners of her mouth as her mouth stretched, unable to hold the length and size of him anymore.

She swallowed, and let him cum this time. She allowed his pre cum to release itself in her mouth, as she raised her eyes up to him, with pre cum at every corner of her mouth, and some moving down her chest.

Dominic breathed everything after the release. He stared down at her, with his mouth slightly parted.

"Come here, my freaky little slut," he commanded darkly.

Celeste stood with a smile, and without warning, he tore the skimpy night vest she wore, and seized her nipples with his mouth and hand, as he held her waist, and guided her to fill herself with his still hard dick.